The Villain Doesn’t Want To Date the Cute Heroine

12, that’s right, it’s all about the glitz and glam!

“Let’s return to our original topic… ‘The Epic of Gilgamesh’ is an ode to the hero-king Gilgamesh, who ruled over the ancient Mesopotamian region… the city-state of Uruk within the Sumerian dynasty…”

“The original hero-king, as the monarch of Uruk, was tyrannical, abusing his power to bully men and women alike.”

“But he later had a sudden epiphany, establishing achievements unparalleled in history, deeply loved and supported by the people, hailed as the oldest and greatest sage king in human history…”

Teacher Ye Wen resumed the lesson, coughing twice to ease her own embarrassment, but her gaze occasionally flickered towards Wu Liang, who had returned to his seat.

It wasn’t just Ye Wen; the entire senior class two (five) had lost the mood to continue listening to her lecture.

Even the boys who were previously infatuated with Teacher Ye couldn’t help but join everyone else in focusing on Wu Liang.

If they caught each other’s gaze, they would find an amusing expression on their faces.

After all, they had never seen Wu Liang with his hair down, and to their surprise, he possessed such an otherworldly charm that left everyone in awe.

“…”

Such scorching gazes made Wu Liang extremely uncomfortable, but it was just a change in hairstyle, after all.

“But where is He Xue today… didn’t come to school?”

Wu Liang glanced at the empty seat to his right, wondering if He Xue was also absent.

Could it be because he harassed her recently, and she’s deliberately avoiding him? Damn it, the Wu Liang of the past better not cause any more trouble for him.

He certainly didn’t want the game to start off on the wrong foot, causing He Xue to have a negative impression of him.

This hellish start was already annoying enough; if these female leads became even more hostile towards him, there’d be no fun left in the game.

“Hey, hey… don’t you think Wu Liang has become a lot more handsome?”

“I agree, I agree… who would’ve thought that a flat-top could actually be a charm-sealing accessory…”

“Have you noticed? Wu Liang is much quieter today, not as sleazy as before…”

The whispers of the girls around him reached Wu Liang’s ears.

It was as if they didn’t take him seriously at all, brazenly discussing him right in front of Wu Liang.

But it was precisely this mosquito-like buzzing that irritated Wu Liang even more, darkening his already not-so-pleasant mood due to his tardiness.

“Hey, you’re too loud.”

Wu Liang looked towards the group of chattering girls in front, his still waters-like black eyes flashing with specks of cold light.

The fierce look in his eyes was like a cold, bone-chilling blade piercing the girls’ hearts.

“I’m… I’m sorry… Master Wu Liang…”

But upon seeing Wu Liang’s devilishly handsome face, the girls were not frightened at all.

Instead, their cheeks flushed red, and they hurriedly turned their heads away, too shy to meet Wu Liang’s gaze, murmuring with embarrassment.

Some of them even pulled out their phones from under their skirts and started a rapid-fire photo session of Wu Liang’s current expression.

“Master Wu Liang! Please! Could you act a bit more arrogantly, with a fiercer look in your eyes!!”

Wu Liang even heard such outrageous requests coming from the group of girls.

Are they treating him like a national treasure, snapping away like this?

“Master Wu Liang, could you please make that expression again! I didn’t save it in time!!”

More and more preposterous requests came from the mouths of these girls.

It left Wu Liang thunderstruck, momentarily at a loss for words.

These women really do judge everything by ‘looks,’ don’t they? When Wu Liang used to sport a pompadour, he never saw such enthusiasm from them.

“Um, um, Master Wu Liang, could you strike a pose? I want to post it on Weibo~”

More and more voices gradually rose in the classroom, turning the once quiet room into a cacophony as noisy as a boiling pot.

No one knew who gave these girls the courage, but many began to greet Wu Liang proactively.

Perhaps it was because of his good looks, or maybe it was because of Wu Liang’s previously polite treatment of Ye Congtong, or possibly because…

Snap!

“Listen up, you brats, keep it down a bit, will you.”

Veins popped on Ye Congtong’s forehead as she slammed her palm onto the desk, making a deafening sound.

Ye Congtong, with twitching lips, clenched the teaching materials in her hand, causing the plastic to creak mournfully.

“…”

The girls, suddenly realizing it was still class time, shivered, their faces turning pale as they looked towards Ye Congtong on the podium, who was emanating an ominous aura.

And Ye Congtong, with a twisted smile, looked down at her group of little rascals with glee.

“Regarding yesterday’s lecture on the first half of Sir Lancelot’s biography from the Knights of the Round Table, go home and copy it once for me, or forget about your exam scores.”

Ye Congtong, sitting cross-legged on the podium, smiled maliciously.

Daring to ignore her in her own class, these little rascals were getting bolder and bolder.

“Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!! Us too???!”

The boys cried out in dismay, feeling wronged. This had nothing to do with them.

Although they were shocked by the change in Wu Liang, they hadn’t harassed him like the girls had.

(Mainly because they didn’t dare; after all, Wu Liang was still that notorious young master…)

“And Wu Liang, come to my office after class, I have something to say to you.”

Ye Huanhuan pointed at Wu Liang and said, “What’s wrong with this kid? Why has he suddenly changed as if he’s become a different person?”

“Did that damn young master suddenly decide to turn over a new leaf? I don’t buy it for a second. Who knows what mischief he’s plotting now?”

“But then again, wasn’t he hit in the head with a shot put? It’s only been two days and he’s already recovered??”

“You should have seen it when Wu Liang fell; it scared me half to death, blood flowing like it was that time of the month.”

“How could he be discharged from the hospital in such a short time? Is his physical constitution even human?”

“I got it.”

Wu Liang replied nonchalantly, glancing casually at the projector screen that was displaying the lecture slides.

“The oldest king in human history, the epic of the hero king Gilgamesh, huh?”

“It’s quite nostalgic. Back in the day, I was a top student too, all these things I knew by heart.”

“Life at the academy, huh… I’m starting to look forward to it a bit…”

Looking through the window at the students below on the playground attending their physical education class.

“Ah, academy life… how nostalgic…”